Then I stumbled across this blast from the past. I can still remember sitting on the rough industrial gray carpet in my living room as I watched these circles morph and spin on Sesame Street. I remember the delight I felt at the symmetry and the colors, the simplicity and the complexity.
At some point after that, my joy with math got lost in bubble tests and “writing out the answer.” But as I’ve striven to create a love of math in my kids, I find that my joy at its innate beauty is rekindled.
Perhaps this will light a spark for you, too.